(FAME walks beautifully to the window. She opens it and puts her head out.)
FAME (in a voice with which a woman in an upper story would cry for help if the house was well alight). Hi! Hi! Boys! Hi! Say, folks! Hi!
(The murmur of a gathering crowd is heard. FAME blows her trumpet.)
FAME. Hi, he's a poet. (Quickly, over her shoulder.) What's your name?
DE REVES. De Reves.
FAME. His name's de Reves.
DE REVES. Harry de Reves.
FAME. His pals call him Harry.
THE CROWD. Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!
FAME. Say, what's your favourite color?